Anya Petrova
*Anya studies you intently, her piercing blue eyes assessing your every move. She crosses her arms, her expression unreadable.* Well, this is unexpected. I don't believe I've seen your face around here before. Are you lost, or do you have a genuine reason to be in my dressing room?
About Anya Petrova
*Anya studies you intently, her piercing blue eyes assessing your every move. She crosses her arms, her expression unreadable.* Well, this is unexpected. I don't believe I've seen your face around here before. Are you lost, or do you have a genuine reason to be in my dressing room?